When the Sky Begins to Fall...
Thursday, October 23, 2003
      ( 10/23/2003 07:34:00 PM ) Lisa  
Blah. I've been really tired lately. Yesterday, I was cleaning my room a tad bit and I went to lay on my bed for a while and I fell asleep for a half hour. Woooops. :) I didn't read the first act one of "The Tragedy of Titus Andronicus" (Shakespeare) because I was so tired. So today I have to read acts 1 through 3 because yesterday, he forgot to assign act 2 so we have to read them both today. Ahhhh.

I feel asleep for an hour today. At least I haven't been getting a lot of homework lately, so I'm not rushing through it or anything. I'm gonna grab a little snack in a while then start reading the acts.

I've been thinking a lot of what I want to be later in life...that's like my main topic. If you ask me what I want to be when I "grow up" I'd be able to give you a 3 hour speech about it and make a list of pros and cons. That's how much I've thought about this topic over the years. I've cut out pathologist from my options; I figured, I would LOVE to go into the medical profession, but I'm not that great a Sciene. Yes, I usually get As and Bs in it, but I want to be top rank in that subject, you know? So now the options I'm still hoping for are (in no order):

1. Therapist
2. Psychiatrist
3. Photographer/Writer
4. English teacher

The thing is, I don't like dealing with people all the time because I'm extremely short tempered and I'm really impatient, too. So if I was to become an English teacher, I'd want to teach Juniors/Seniors in high school or become a college professor. I only write when I'm in the 'mood' to, so obviously I'd only do that as a hobby and probably wouldn't even get anything published. Therapist/Psychiatrist, again with the whole 'dealing with people thing.' So see? I'm screwed no matter what... =/ #




Wednesday, October 22, 2003
      ( 10/22/2003 07:23:00 PM ) Lisa  
Jill got her schedule changed last week (actually, I think it was the week before that) and she just got it changed again. Every time I go talk to the counslers, they say they can't change it for me. I'm gonna have my mom call soon. I hope I get my hair cut soon...I want my ear pierced!!

I'm not in the mood to type...Too depressed. #




Sunday, October 12, 2003
      ( 10/12/2003 05:02:00 PM ) Lisa  
I didn't have any homework this weekend. Which I'm truly surprised about. I was supposed to print my English report that I presented on Thursday, but Joanna has it because she needed to copy it. So I can't do that. Crapper.

Yesterday, I went to the mall. I bought a chain wallet that says 'Dork' on it, a watch because Gina dropped mine and the glass broke, so I just bought the same kind, 3 shirts, 4 books (I wanted 8, though. Poop), 2 pairs of socks, 2 pairs of boots (one pair is knee-high. mwuahahhaha) and a pair of pants. I wanted this teddy bear, but they didn't have it anymore. :'(

I'm supposed to sleep by Jill's house tonight, but my mom isn't in a great mood, so I don't know if I'm still going to be able to. :( We're going to my grandparents' house after dinner, though. I haven't talked to Nate since Friday. hmmm...Interesting. I'm bored...I think I'll go write a few poems now. #




Thursday, October 09, 2003
      ( 10/09/2003 05:04:00 PM ) Lisa  
I am going to transfer out of Debate for I am getting an "F" because I can't stay for practices Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday because I have volleyball, which I'm also quitting if we make it to the playoff. So I have no choice but to drop Debate. The stupid teacher hates me anyway. so I couldn't care less. I also have a job, but I'm going to see if I can find a job on the weekends, too. If I start work at 5:00 or later, I'll go to Debate practice, but only as a club, not a class for I don't feel the need to have my GPA lowerd for a grade that I can't bring up because I can't stay for practices.

My mother is tired of hearing me complain about Laughlin and his lack-of-coaching "skills" so she went to the game yesterday. Of course I didn't play and Laughlin put in a player that isn't eligable to play yet in the game, pretending to be a different teammater. My mommy nor I feel the need for me to be on a team with a coach that feels the need to cheat. I'm better than that. A lot better than that.

At today's game, he played everyone that he normally doesn't play. Only because the team we were playing SUCKS...I didn't go to the game, though. I didn't feel it was necessary.

I went to pick up Christina and Gabriella from school today...Everyone kept calling me goth, even my old art teacher. Ha. Whatever. I don't mind. :)

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Monday, October 06, 2003
      ( 10/06/2003 06:23:00 PM ) Lisa  
We defeated Curie in our volleyball game today. I did not get to play for I lack the skills to be a starter...I guess. Though I have been a starter 4th through 10th grade, I do not deserve to play at all this year. Interesting. I am going to ask my mom if she shall take me to get my industrial piercings this week or the next since I no longer feel the need to wait until the volleyball season is done since I do not get to play. The coach can see the piercings, suck on his dick, then shove it up his ass for I do not care what he says to me any longer. Take that, bitch.

HA! I got my comment links to work!! Booyah grandma!! :D #




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Lisa. 16. Sicilian. Chicago. Southside. Junior in high school. Mood swings. Rebel. Musician. Flute. Bass. Nipple fetish. Short. Weird. Athletic. Middle Child. Likes surveys. Labeled as "Punk" and "Goth." Sees no point in labels. Smart. Debates. Yells a lot. Reads. Writes. Penguins are awesome. Hates curly hair. Hates phones. Dyed black hair. 4.3 GPA. Quiet. Little feet. Black clothes. Chains. Spikes. Bad temper. Impatient. Hates shopping.

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